C69 Combat Medicine

Xu Ling stared at the white disk in front of him with a burning gaze. When the golden needle crazily spun a few hundred times, it finally slowed down.

Finally, it slowly stopped in the area of the personal attribute category.

This was a good result.

At least it was better than drawing a normal lifestyle type or a box of paper as a reward.

However, Xu Ling did not reveal much joy on his face